When the Doc and Alastair arrived at the El Dorado Hotel, sure enough James was sitting at the bar with a few of the local ladies. “Well I never thought I would see you two again,” he said . “Come over and meet these fine lovely ladies who have been keeping me company.”
“Right James it’s time for the off. We have to get you back to where you came from,” said the Doc.
“A new word I have learnt here Doc is to ‘chill and go with the OK flow’,” replied James.
“Go with the OK flow man, me arse… you are coming back with us. These lovely tulips can have a nice evening minding someone else. Al, grab James and bring him with us,” said the Doc.
That’s James feckin’ Bond Doc. He will probably have some feckin’ secret gadget that will take me feckin’ arm off if I touch him,” replied Alistair. “You take him out of here, your bigger than me.
“Right James my man, as they say in the Curragh, let’s get the flock out of here,” shouted the Doc.
“Well my lovely ladies, until we meet again. Barman, please charge all their drinks to my room. Room number 007. Right gentlemen, as the Doc said, shall we flock off.”
James Bond, Doc and Alistair left the hotel.
On the way back to Doc’s house Alistair asked. “Were you staying at the Hotel James?”
“No, but as we are heading back in time we will be well gone before they find out I charged all my bills to someone else’s room”, laughed James.
When they reached the house they all went into the Doc’s new travelling shed. “Right lads hold onto your bollox we’re heading back in time,” shouted the Doc. The Doc pressed the start button, the shed lit up and with a great BIG FLASH …they were off to 1533.
To be continued…..
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